Woe it's Wenclair

Unexpected

TW- f slur (I didn't want them to be happy I'm sorry)

Wednesday
When I wake, Enid is gone. The shower is running, with the bathroom door closed.

I roll over and check my clock. Classes start soon, I suppose I slept in. Enid is singing this song loudly, it can be heard over the water.

I get up and notice my uniform folded and on the bed. That's nice of her. I decide to change since she's still in the shower, and when I pull my skirt up, I raise my eyebrow. It doesn't even come down to my knees.

By this time, Enid is finishing up, the shower isn't running. I roll my eyes and wait my the door, knocking angrily. She opens the door, hair still wet.

"What's up? O-oh." She asks, eyes meeting my skirt.

"What did you do, Sinclair?"

She doesn't seem to notice that I even spoke.

"Sinclair," I growl, grabbing her chin.

"Wh- yes! Hey!" She responds, gulping.

"What did you do?"

"Is there a problem?" She asks, slyly.

"Did you cut my skirt?"

"No... fine, maybe...It was a joke, okay! You have a million of those!"

"Am I laughing?"

"...no."

"Then it's not funny."

"I know it's not funny...but...you look good." She whispers.

My face turns red when I finally understand what she's done.

"Oh." I gasp.

She smiles and grazes the bottom of my skirt with two fingers. I shut my eyes quickly.

"So good." She whispers into my ear.

I swallow nervously.

"Classes. We're going to be late." I blurt out.

"Who cares about-"

"You're failing geometry, Enid."

"You didn't have to call me out like that."

I take her hand. "Then don't fail it. Now go back in the bathroom so I can change into an actual skirt."

"Do I have to? Because I wanna-"

I cut her off by slamming the door and walking away, flustered. Jesus. She makes me feel so...

A buzz comes from my phone. I change quickly and walk over to it, rolling my eyes. Does Enid need to text me right now?

Unknown number

I sure hope you didn't forget about me ;)

I frown and set down the phone. My stalker. How could I have forgotten?

Another buzz. I slowly pick it up.

Unknown number

I know you're getting this. And don't run away to your little girlfriend. I didn't take you for a fag, by the way.

I feel my heart drop into my stomach; and not from what they called me. We've only... we've only kissed last night. And we haven't left the dorm since then. How did they know?